These poems are organic, much like wildflower seeds that blow through the air, words, images and themes formed in my thoughts. They are not pretty, all planted in-a-row poems. The are mostly from seeds of my own life but some come from doing therapy many years and hearing stories, dreams of others. You can imagine that petal hear and there are sourced from their lives and the impressions they made on me.
They are all gifts of the air
